Sneaking In
With Emily’s guidance, Matthew approached the vet clinic’s back door, his heart pounding in his chest. The area was quiet, the faint hum of nearby streetlights the only sound. He reached for the handle, but it was locked tight. Frustration surged through him as he scanned the area for another way in. Time was running out, and every second felt heavier than the last.
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